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Post by TIME on Feb 18, 2011 23:54:49 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,97] cellar door ❝ This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that 'Cellar Door' is the most beautiful. ❞ | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/10rqpsk.jpg] a dark figure moved through the night like a phantom. this figure was a messenger from the missing reborn-sama, but the messenger was the bringer of reborn-sama’s notorious holiday games. the vongola-style games have long since been played out by tsunayoshi-sama and his guardians. each holiday brought about a different game, and it was currently valentine’s day. this day was known for match-making galore during reborn-sama’s early years, but he had settled on a wonderful game almost ten years ago. this game was no cakewalk. participants were split up at random into pairs of two, and they had to spend the day acting like a true couple. the fake couples were all scored, and the highest scorers earned two tickets to the namimori zoo while the losers earned a one-way trip to death. there has never been a report of death from this game though, so no one really expected that to be the punishment. a revised edition of this game allowed for the losers to act as the personal slave to the winners for a full twenty-four hours. those were the rules, and the rules have once again come into play. a new game was beginning, and the cast has been selected. reborn’s message read thusly, “you’ve been selected to compete in the vongola-style valentine’s day. be grateful. the loser gets death, and the winner receives a glorious prize. act like a couple with your partner to succeed, and be sure to arrive at your destination on time. the times and destinations are written on another paper. do your best, and i’ll know if you don’t compete. so do your best.” tagged ## shiki hakaru and grim reaper credit ## template by pademelon of on the edge! |
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 19, 2011 1:06:35 GMT -5
grim detested valentine’s day; he detested every holiday really. any holiday that was directed toward family or loved ones meant nothing to the blackette, and he hated the words on the message slightly less than the actual day. the furious male couldn’t wrap his mind around how he was involved. anyone that met him knew that he detested holidays, yet here he was waiting for some mysterious person. the demon could only hope that his companion wouldn’t be blonde and didn’t talk-a-mile-a-minute, yet he got the feeling that he would be dealing with exactly that. why him? the cursed baby should know that messing with the deliverer of death was bad, but grim was waiting semi-patiently for whomever the baby had set him up with. how did the baby even come up with a holiday challenge when he was supposedly “missing”? the master of death just couldn’t figure it out, and it was even more frustrating than the waiting. a sigh of agony escaped the man as he leaned against the metal fence. his meeting place was the run-down storage houses, and his date was already ten minutes late.
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 19, 2011 23:20:27 GMT -5
 Why was Shiki late? For one reason to be in fact, he had been taking his sweet time. The blonde had completely and utterly forgotten about the game Reborn had set up and had been out doing nothing really. It was sad really, how the blonde had read the note earlier that morning and yet, here he was rushing around his small place trying to get ready for whatever it was to come. He probably would be pumbled he guessed. He was after all late and he really couldn't care less. He guessed the first thing he would be teaching his date was patience, though little did Shiki know exactly who Reborn had found for the blonde. Shiki had always gotten along with everyone, and rarely fought for any reason, but that was just him. So the game, was rather something fun for him to do, even if his counterpart, whoever it was hated the very game. Anyway, Shiki finally left his house a huge coat on his shoulders even though it was extremely hot out. The blonde had just always liked coats. He finally arrived at the meeting place about fifteen minutes late. He wondered where the person he was supposed to meet was. He had a huge smile on his face as he looked at the storage houses. What a dreadful place for his high spirits. Oh well. Then shiki caught sight of the person. Instantly a hand flew up from where they were in the pockets of his jacket. "OHAIYO!~" he yelled out waving.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 19, 2011 23:32:13 GMT -5
crimson colored eyes narrowed at the high-pitched noise. grim slowly turned his head to face the new arrival, and he could feel his body tensing. his gaze slowly narrowed as he took in the new arrival. blonde hair. blue eyes. the perfect combo. yeah, right. the blackette averted his gaze quickly and tried to fight the urge to unleash his sword. an extra note had been hiding in his envelope directly expressing that he wasn’t under any circumstances to use his sword. it would mean losing by default, and the blackette was not going to act as anyone’s slave. he just wasn’t; he had pride after all. an annoyed growl escaped the male as he finally turned his burning crimson hues back on the blonde. you’re fucking late, kuso hana. who the hell are you? and why are you so loud this damn early in the morning?
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 0:36:06 GMT -5
Shiki was rather happy that morning, but then when was the blonde ever not in a good mood? His eyes were closed as he put his two hands behind his head and kept them that way as he walked to his new friend and date to be~ When he heard the man's voice however Shiki let out a sad sigh along with a small whine. "But sempai~ We haven't even had any fun yet~ You're supposed to be happy in the morning anyway~" Shiki said in his normal sing songy voice. That was however when the blonde finally decided to open his bright blue eyes. That was when the happy and go lucky look he had had on his face moments before left in a flash. It was replaced by confusion and wide eyes. His hands instantly fell and he stared at the man, as if caught in a memory and not wanting to wake.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 0:44:03 GMT -5
the blackette just wanted it all to end. the hyper-active blonde was already grating on his last nerve, and the sing-song tone needed to be crushed and tossed into a garbage bin. who was ever this fucking happy in the morning? crimson eyes darkened steadily as the blonde spoke, and grim was just itching to draw his sword. he could feel his fingers twitching to curl around the hilt of his sword, but the blackette couldn’t allow himself to cave. grim was not going to spend the day acting like somebody’s slave, and he would be damned if the cheerful blonde doomed him. his blood colored eyes refocused on the blonde as the smile vanished from his porcelain face. shock momentarily coursed through the blackette, but he shoved the emotion aside. it made no sense, and the blonde needed to snap out of his daze. grim stomped over to the blonde and glared down at him. what the hell is wrong with you? you look like you’ve seen a ghost, kuso hana.
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 1:25:14 GMT -5
Shiki wasn't sure whether he was still sleeping or someone with Mist flames was really trying to fuck with his mind. None of this could of been real, it was almost impossible. He, he looked just like him though and Shiki couldn't help but think of such things. He had to be him, he just had to be his brother, the one he had never found and he had thought was dead for almost all of his life. Shiki didn't know what he was doing as the blackette's words seemed to almost drift on the wind itself to the blonde. Without another thought Shiki threw his arms around the blackette and pulled himself into the large form. "Ryuu-kun!" he said through whispers. He couldn't believe it was him. Where had he been all this time?! Shiki was so relieved and he could just barely feel tears in his eyes.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 14:42:46 GMT -5
crimson hues widened considerably when he felt slim arms wrap around him. anger coursed through his body as the blonde pulled himself closer, and all grim wanted to do was push him away. the annoying blonde had trapped his arms in the almost vice-like grip, and the blackette was left to fume. the name coming from the other sounded oddly familiar, and the lunatic seemed somewhat familiar. grim swore he was losing his mind. the blonde was just another pesky blonde that happened to mistake him for some “ryuu-kun.” blood colored eyes narrowed, and the blackette began to struggle in the blonde’s hold. who the hell are you? who the hell is “ryuu-kun”? will you get the fuck off of me? i don’t know who you are, and you’re getting on my last god damn nerve! the memory less tutor was breathing harshly by the time he finished speaking. guilt was already gnawing away at him, but he couldn’t for the life of him figure out why. anger still rushed through his body, and the blackette just wanted it all to stop.
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 18:38:22 GMT -5
Shiki didn't know how long he stood there. He didn't want it to end. He just wanted to hold the man close and never let him go. He had never thought that he would ever see the blackette again, so he couldn't help but feel that way. That was when he could feel the blackette's body move against his own. Shiki didn't know why he would be pulling away but he let his small form release the grip on the taller man. At his words, something flashed within the blonde. A almost drowning feeling. One that was worse than all those years ago, back then he hadn't been afraid of death, because he knew someone was always watching out for him. And right now, that certain someone, was standing in front of him saying he didn't know who he was. Hurt flashed across the blonde's features. He had no idea what to say to the blackette. Shiki took a few steps back and managed to trip falling against the ground as tears fell down his face for a different reason than moments before. "N-no.. y-you.. have to know! T-This can't be happening!" he shouted eyes shaking and looking down. He didn't know who he was shouting too but the words came out, broken and clipped as they were which was something that was not like the blonde.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 19:15:30 GMT -5
relief flashed through the blackette as shiki finally let go, but the worry easily overtook it as he studied the other male. the blonde seemed to have broken. grim didn’t understand how though. his questions had been suitable for just meeting the other, but the stella tutor got the feeling that he had just ripped the world right from under his companion. the words coming from the blonde’s mouth made no sense to him, but he couldn’t push away the guilt that struck him like waves to the shore line. an irritated growl escaped the blackette as he stalked closer to the blonde. he wasn’t angry; he just didn’t understand. look. you took me to be the “ryuu-kun,” and i very well could be. how the hell am i supposed to know? i lost my memory a few years back, so i can’t remember a damn thing. grim paused and let his blood colored hues narrow even more. i don’t appreciate people claiming to know me. how do you even know this… “ryuu-kun”?
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 19:42:45 GMT -5
Shiki did in fact feel like the world had been flipped on his almost fragile form now. He could feel his form shaking but he did nothing to stop it. His eyes were stuck in their wide appearance. Shiki heard the growl from the other male but he made no move to respond or do anything else toward it. He was simply in his own little world at that moment. He didn't know what to do to be honest with himself. At his words however it seemed to snap the blonde out of whatever world he had been in in the last few moments. At his words Shiki's eyes shook. A ..few... years.. The night came rushing back to his mind and he remembered it clearly. Just thinking about such things caused a cry of pain to escape the blonde's throat. The night that he had been forced to kill Nora and Ryuu had disappeared. Shiki wanted to answer him he did, but his shaking form fell forward so that he was holding himself up by his hands and knees. His eyes shook as pain struck at him. It was so bad that the blonde coughed up blood even though there was no visible injury on his body.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 19:52:36 GMT -5
grim had no idea what he was doing; his body was moving on its own. his conscious played no role in his movements as he allowed himself to drop down next to the blonde’s shaking body. the smell of blood hit the blackette, and the guilt doubled in intensity. the stella tutor’s hand shook slightly as he reached out toward the blonde. his heart ached, and he felt like his head was splitting open. faceless shapes moved in-and-out of his mind’s eye as he rested his shaking hand on shiki’s head. the blonde strands were silky to the touch, and his fingers began shifting through the strands almost out of instinct. his other hand rested on shiki’s back, and grim had no idea what was going on. his frustration was mounting, but other emotions always swirled around like a chaotic tornado within him. grim let out a heavy sigh of both frustration and worry. his crimson eyes lost some of their intensity as the hand on shiki’s back slipped to around the blonde’s waist. the blackette pulled the smaller male closer to him without thinking, but he was no longer letting his brain think things through. the blackette had noticed that his instincts knew better more often than his mind did. calm down, kuso hana. nothing is going to happen. just calm down.
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 20:19:45 GMT -5
Shiki's frame felt like it was on fire and that he could practically topple over in one second. He had never felt this weak, no, not in a long time. Being weak, that was how Shiki felt, weak because he couldn't do one damn thing to stop what was going on. He had failed his brother and that hurt worse than any physical pain his body could throw at him. That was when his mind seemed to snap back to reality as he felt something touching him. But the touch was so familiar, so gentle. Like something from a long ago memory that Shiki wanted to escape to and never come back. Almost as if on cue his body became less tense and it seemed to flow off of him just by the touch alone. But this had always been like that. Shiki knew this, he had grown up with this. And it was the only thing his mind could tighten upon now. His eyes shook under their now closed lids. As the blackette pulled the blonde into him his small pale hand lightly clutched at his chest. He tightened his grip slightly on his shirt there and leaned against him. Oh how long it had been since he had felt the embrace of his brother. When Ryuu spoke his words Shiki fought against his dry mouth that threatened to keep him silent. "Shiki, brother, please.. its..shik-kun.." he whispered moving closer into him. He didn't know how he could ask anything else of the blackette but he couldn't help himself. "B-brother, please...just...let me stay here.. even for a few more minutes, even if you dont.. remember me.. please.. let me live the memory.. only a few .. .more minutes.." he said as a few solid tears escaped him.
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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 20:40:52 GMT -5
confusion. pain. despair. guilt. worry. the blackette couldn’t sort out his emotions. frustration. anger. remorse. grim struggled to grasp the current situation as he felt the blonde shift closer. the blonde was achingly familiar, but the blackette couldn’t place him. no sudden bells rang in his head as he watched the blonde break. his heart clenched, and he felt horrible. the people who found him often told him that he had cried in his sleep, and his partners on missions sometimes said that he would cry out in his sleep. both sources reported only one name, but they had never told the master of death that name. grim was sure he dreamed of his past, but he could never remember those dreams. he woke up more times than he could remember with fear in his heart and complete dread filling his mind. moments such has those had caused the blackette to forget about remembering his past. he prayed nightly that he would never meet anyone that knew him, but his wishes apparently went overlooked. the blackette’s arms tightened around the blonde’s smaller frame, and grim tried vainly to push away how familiar it felt. the blonde’s quiet, broken voice snapped the tutor from his thoughts. his crimson hues settled on the blonde bundle in his lap. tell me something… shiki. why are you crying? why do you look so broken? why does my heart hurt so fucking much?
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Post by SHIKI HAKARU on Feb 20, 2011 21:06:47 GMT -5
Shiki didn't want to move, didn't want to wake up to the nightmare that the world had become only maybe ten or twenty minutes ago, if even that. Shiki never wanted to leave the arms of his brother. Even if he died then, it would be okay. If only he could stay within his arms. And never, ever leave. That would make the blonde happy. As the blackette's arms wrapped around him tighter it only made the blonde want to move into him more. His grip on the man's chest never softened out of fear that the moment he let go he would disappear and Shiki would wake up this all having been a cruel nightmare that he would never be able to get over. When he heard his brother's voice and his words he buried his head into his chest. His grip tightened. As his voice spoke his name the pain only grew worst. "If I tell you brother, you will hate me.. and you will never forgive me. I have done something horrible. I couldn't protect you, and I hurt someone precious to us. But, I never wanted it brother... I ... don't want you to go away, I don't want to lose you ever again!" he spoke. The tears fell harder and Shiki wanted to bury himself so deep that no one could ever find him again. And he would never forgive himself if he hurt his brother again.
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